You think it's a game boy
You think that you won
Calling it sweet talk
You're twisting your tongue
There's blood on your fingers
The meaning was some
Rhetorical figure
I hope it was fun
You're such a smooth talker
A burning room walker
Until it all comes back around
Ooh you're running through my head
Think it's time to pay your debt
Where it all went down
No more bleeding through my chest
Swear to break you at your best
Guess you're not so pretty boy
You're not so pretty boy
Maybe I'm tripping
Maniacal high
Written in scripture
An eye for an eye
You're wearing the liquor
Like it's a disguise
But give me a match
Cmon let's see what ignites
You're such a bad liar
Abandoned camp fire
Until it all comes back around
Ooh you're running through my head
Think it's time to pay your debt
Where it all went down
No more bleeding through my chest
Swear to break you at your best
Guess you're not so pretty boy
You're not so pretty boy
Light it up
Light it up
Blow the smoking gun
Dig the grave
Write your name
Catch the morning sun
Watch your mouth
Watch your teeth
Watch your bitter tongue
White dress hot mess
Sing your requiem
Ooh you're running through my head
Think it's time to pay your debt
Where it all went down
No more bleeding through my chest
Swear to break you at your best
Guess you're not so pretty boy
You're not so pretty boy
If this was a game boy
I think that I won
There's blood on my fingers
The deed has been done
Pretty Boy